Firefly Glen [PHE] fire & rain

Changing context! Hope you don’t mind a friend of Valiant. :)

She had been showing her children around the Glen when she spotted a wolf in the near distance. “Children, stay here for a moment.” She instructed them and the children did not question it.

She trotted forward, and found an older man who had just recently marked, but it smelt of blood. She went into instant care mode, asking him: “Sir. I am Raindrop of Moontide. Are you alright? She asked, her voice gentle as she evaluated him with a glance over his body.

She could tell he was well up in age, and her most important thought was to make sure he was alright, and not bleeding. The smell of blood was not kind to the nose.